It is now a month since Gunther died in a bike accident on the island, and our family does not cease to be astounded by the love which has poured forth, and continues to do so, from every corner of this community.
It began with the young men who stopped at the site of the accident – and moved on to the members of the Fire Department, who showed incredible expertise and grace in coping with the mechanics of the death itself. Until we were faced with such a situation, we tended to take their service somewhat for granted, but, let me tell you, such service is above and beyond the call of duty. It’s quite simply extraordinary.
Thereafter it has been the thoughtful acts, food, boat rides, notes and primarily hugs.
Gunther died doing what he loved, with people he loved, on a beautiful summer’s day – not a bad script. That he died on this island, a place that he loved, is a gift to us all, and we thank you from the bottom of our hearts.